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The soft wind breezed through her hair as she looked at the divine fields. Soon, her Mama called for both her and brother. They came sprinting from the fields, excited for whatever Mama has cooked up today for supper. The two children raced towards the supper table, jumping into their seats for Mama’s food. She cooked honey apple pork today, an old family recipe.

 

Then, Papa came home. He gave Mama a quick peck on the cheek before sitting down to eat, he was dirty and smelled like manure and dirt, after all, he was working in the fields all day. Mama gave him some of the honey apple pork, his stomach growled, and he dug right in.

 

After Mama, Papa, and the two kids were done eating, they headed off into their small rooms, settling down for the night, as tomorrow is a new day of work. 

 

Written by Augusta Johanna Borsa

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